Thursday, 25 October 2012

24 October: Ardrossan to Irvine


When Johnny comes out to play again
Hurrah! Hurrah!
We'll give him a hearty welcome then
Hurrah! Hurrah!
He’ll give us scones and rhubarb jam
(and sometimes you’ll even get a dram)
And we'll all feel gay when Johnny comes out to play

We’ll get the bus to Ardrossan town
Hurrah! Hurrah!
We’ll go upstairs, but Jimmy’ll stay down
Hurrah! Hurrah!
We’ll learn how to wire a double switch
Bet it won’t go without a hitch
And we'll all feel gay when Johnny comes out to play

We’ll watch those  bikes on the promenade
Hurrah! Hurrah!
A speeding one can whack you hard
Hurrah! Hurrah!
And we’ll see the locals walk their dugs
And maybe do a deal of drugs
And we'll all feel gay when Johnny comes out to play

We’ll meet Ronnie’s friends from the CTC
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Perhaps he’ll invite them back for tea
Hurrah! Hurrah!
We’ll stop for a break at 12 o’clock
And Malcolm will give us Edinburgh Rock
And we'll all feel gay when Johnny comes out to play


We’ll see the countryside at its best
Hurrah, hurrah!
Old fridges, freezers, and the rest
Hurrah, hurrah!
And we’ll see the school where Ian taught
And he’ll promise not to be distraught
And we'll all feel gay when Johnny comes out to play


Then we’ll all go back to 1-6-3
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Some’ll be dying for a pee
Hurrah! Hurrah!
And we’ll be such a happy group
Cos Johnny’ll give us bread and soup
And we'll all feel gay when Johnny comes out to play

6 comments:

jmatt said...

I just want to hear you sing this.
It is, we must stress, the old meaning of 'gay'. It is so!
So it is! You are missing 'supply', Paul? Do a bit of DIY. That will occupy your mind. It does mine.
Well done Paul.

Allan Sim said...

Excellent, Paul

Ronnie Thompson said...

I will get that chorded up on the guitar and we will definitely sing this one. How could we not!! Well done Paul. As good as Simon and Kerplunkle.

Kay McMeekin said...

David says, "This'll be your turn for the Burns Supper, Paul"

Brilliant!

Bob said...

I enjoyed your poem. I look forward to the performance at the Burns Supper.

Bob said...

I enjoyed your poem. I look forward to the performance at the Burns Supper.